Boyfriends Brother Novels & Stories

Uncle cocks didn’t throb at the thought of their nephews. The way my cock throbbed in my pants wasn’t something uncles did. “Y-Yes. Are you not his uncle?” she asked. I shook my head, glaring toward Jordan. “Not at all.” “Then what are you to him?” she asked. The blender stopped. “I’m his boyfriend,” I said out loud, not caring how it sounded. The urge to claim Jordan was insanely high. Fuck me for going out of my mind. “Holy shit!” two voices exclaimed in unison. They stared like I’d grown an extra head.

A grown woman with feelings, and just like Kai said, I don't think I want my best friend to decide who I fall in love with. Especially if he is her older brother. My first love. My first everything.

But then she remembered her boyfriend lived with her. I cried into her shoulder for a full minute before I could breathe again. When I finally pulled back, wiping my face with my sleeve, Sloane was already pulling out her phone. "I'm calling Mason," she said. My heart stopped. "Mason?" "My brother. He has that guest house behind his place. It's empty." "No." The word came out too fast. Too sharp. "No, I can't—I can't stay with him." Sloane raised an eyebrow. "Why not? You've known him forever."

"Oh, I'm sorry that I'm not pretty enough for you, is that why you left me in the cabin stranded?" I glared at him, folding my hands around my chest. "No, that's not…" "Babe, what are you doing outside?" I heard Hanna's voice from out the hallway before I saw her. "Oh, I see you've met each other." Hannah said. "You know him?" I frowned. "Yes, this is my boyfriend, Colleen and Collen, my roommate, Allison." She smiled I blinked, trying to make sense of what she'd just said. "Nice to meet you,"

"I know." "So why wasn't you?" Cole wiped his eyes. "Because I was scared. Because I didn't know how to tell you that I'd fallen in love with your boyfriend. Because I knew it would destroy you." "Did you think hiding it would be better?" "No. But I wasn't thinking. I was just... feeling. And I didn't know how to stop." I looked at my brother. The boy who taught me how to ride a bike. Who held my hand at Mom's funeral. Who promised to always protect me.

At 9 AM, they stood up. Matthew hugged Damon. It was awkward. Stiff. Two men who did not know how to be soft. But they held on. And when they pulled apart, both of them were crying. I was crying too. The waitress handed me a napkin. "You are a mess, hon." "I know." "Who are they?" "My boyfriend and his son." "Ah." "That is all you have to say?" "Sometimes that is all there is to say." She walked away. --- Damon walked to my table.

When she couldn’t, she wrenched her hand away with a sharp jerk. “Am I insane?” I laughed bitterly, shaking my head as tears blurred my vision. “The only mad people here are the two of you.” My voice cracked. I turned to Clara, disbelief written all over my face. “You were my best friend.” I jabbed a finger toward her. “You could’ve told me. We would’ve figured something out.” Clara scoffed. “I told you.” “You didn’t!” I snapped, taking a step toward her. “You said it was a fleeting crush. You told me I had nothing to worry about.”

For the first time, I spoke gently, like a girl in love, and he responded in a tender tone I had never known from him before. If that was really nothing, then who had I been to him? My wrist ached where he held it so tightly, and suddenly I felt like crying. He claimed to be my boyfriend, and I allowed him to toy with me while keeping my feelings secret. When he said he wasn't, I had to pull back, behave as I should, and even help him with someone else's romance. Our relationship had always been dictated by him. I took a deep breath and lifted my chin, fighting back tears, and forced the lightest, most casual tone I could muster. "Jason, you're such a fool—you really got tricked. I haven't l

Maya asked. “No, she doesn't,” I said quickly. “And Ethan?” “He doesn’t know either. Not yet.” Maya rubbed her forehead. “Wow...” "I didn't know. Maya, I swear I didn't know. And now that I do, and I can't... I can't do this. I can’t see Ethan anymore." "Why not? Is it not even better that he's your best friend's brother?" Maya asked, looking confused. I looked up at her like she'd lost her mind. I started shaking my head. "Maya, you don't understand; you don't get it."

His presence so close to me like this made me unable to control myself from a strange feeling that felt thrilling, but pleasant and calming. Who's he? We even only spent one night two years ago. We were both strangers, but one meeting and the next two times he had mastered all my thoughts and feelings. Messed up everything with his crazy twist. Almost broke me because of my longing for him. I know I shouldn't feel this. I should have blocked everything, including that thing. He's the one that's forbidden to me. He is Jordan's cousin, my boyfriend. He's a man who scares me so much that I can't have fun.